Hey all! Sorry... things get so busy when you're not at Disney.
Lisa: We were there from September 3 through 9th - we arrived the Wednesday after Labor Day. There weren't many people there, probably cause school had just gotten back into session and people didn't want to pull their kids out so early in the year. Most of the kidlets there seemed to be preschool age - not exactly the Space Mountain demographic!
Day Four dawned bright and early. After our concierge lounge breakfast, Mom and I were on the monorail and off to EPCOT!
First stop? Another twirl on Spaceship Earth - I loved the starry parts, and we both wanted to get some snaps of the interactive story part.
(Who's cute? We're cute!! But why was I making that face?!)
After the first ride of the day was completed, we headed straight to the World Showcase. Well, actually, first we stopped to take a picture of this really cute squirrel.
Then, with no further delays, we went to the World Showcase. We started off in Mexico, where I fell in love with the paper flowers but - knowing they would not travel well - actually exercised a bit of shopping restraint and didn't buy anything. Then we took the boat ride, which was really cute - tried to take some snaps, but they didn't come out so well. (I was still a bit miffed at my camera anyway, so I didn't push it.)
After Mexico, we stopped at Norway for a (de rigeur) schoolbread and cloudberry horn. Yummm! Well, actually, yum on the schoolbread. It's like the Platonic ideal of a doughnut. Not too sweet, but full of tasty custard-y goodness oozing out the top and topped with the shreds of the dreamiest coconut. The cloudberry horn, on the other hand.... blech! (No, not really blech. I just couldn't help making a Christmas Story reference. "You'll shoot your eye out, kid!" Okay... stop, Kat, stop! Enough references!) No, the pastry was fine. It was just... a pastry horn. Full of... stuff. Like vaguely berry-flavored mousse. And we all know that, while pastries full of stuff can rarely be truly bad, they can be totally unmemorable. Exhibit A: the cloudberry horn.
Anyway, after that, we figured we still had some time to kill before our 1 p.m. reservation at Le Cellier, so we took the Norway boat ride (can anyone tell me why this has a Fastpass?) and then proceeded directly through the theater to avoid the movie on Norway's history or whatever it was. Along with everyone else who was waiting. We felt kind of bad, but... whatevs.
When we got to Le Cellier, it was 12:30. Mom wanted to try to check in early but I was positive that we'd never get seated ahead of time and also feeling antsy, so I basically forced her into the Canadian gift shop. Major score! I found a great RCMP messenger bag and Mom stocked up on wine-related magnets for her oenophile pals.
Time sufficiently killed, we made our way down to Le Cellier to check in. It was 1 p.m.
"That's funny..." the hostess said, "I can't seem to find your reservation."
My eyes widened in horror as I realized that I'd left our itinerary, with confirmation numbers, in the hotel room. Then, a few seconds later, the hostess found our reservation...
... for noon.
(Cliffhanger!)
Your room at the GF was amazing!
I love the GF, and would love to stay concierge one day, especially in a room with a view like that. And I can't believe your camera deleted pics from your AK day 
; I certainly would have thrown a fit. Aside from the camera situation, it sounds like you had a wonderful trip - I can't wait to read more!
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